WSG Has a Birthday

Last week it was Whorish Shoe Girl’s birthday. Her friend Paris threw her a birthday party. I’ve seen the pictures.

Before the party:
I hear this conversation as Paris’s boss walks by.
P: Hey Boss! Check out these party favors!
Boss: Oh jeez. For God’s sake don’t let anyone from HR see those. And I never saw them either. (runs away shaking head.)

At the party:
WSG and Paris get really wasted (surprise!) The birthday cake, which had Casey Kahne's face painted in frosting, got smashed into WSG's scantily clad chest. Then Paris licked some of the frosting off of WSG's chest. A cake-fight ensued, and eventually both girls were covered in cake. So they stripped down to their underwear and got hosed off... in the middle of the party. Then WSG took off everything except her panties and ran through the party for about an hour. Then she put on a shirt. Everyone did more shots. (Paris showed me and everyone else in the office all of the photos. They have no shame.)

After the party:
WSG got emotional and told Paris that she'd been staying at That Guy's house every night for the past week. But they are NOT back together. ???? Paris yelled at WSG for being a dumbass. WSG leaves in a snit. The next morning Paris rolls into work about an hour late and WSG doesn't show up until after lunch. Final verdict: A good time was had by all (Paris's exact words.)